…in Sihanoukville, Cambodia! Thank god, and the girls are smiling. To tell the truth, we had come here for a bit of fun, or what?

Pocoloco???

Is a little bit mad, but nicely mad! Is run by a couple of German brothers… Can be found down the large road when on ones way to the lion’s roundabout, about 100 metres before the final bend on the left hand side of the road. Unfortunately, I haven’t got the address with me at the moment, because the boys had just run out of visiting cards. Doesn’t matter though, everyone in Sihanouk Ville knows the place. It is a sort of… open-air disco… On entering there is a billiard table on the left, some sort of sofas for cuddling on the right, the bar is straight ahead, and behind the bar, yes, rooms. One or two of them, the place is just being done up a bit, nice, recommendable to keep things short. You can stop over there if you want to (by the way, quite big and clean for those who are looking for that sort of thing). Alternatively, one is able to take advantage of certain services provided by the women (massages, small talk, what else crosses our minds, yes, exactly “that”).

I went in, I think it was the evening that I had left the hotel quite frustrated, and wanting to give myself a really good time (The bitch from Phnom Penh was still lying in my bed). The waitress brought me a drink over and gave me a dirty smile. OK, maybe she was only returning a dirty smile, I can’t remember exactly. Anyway, 10 minutes later, I was lying in this huge bed with her, and she showed me what she could do. It was more of a professional job (she wasn’t all that young anymore, so what should I have expected), nevertheless, she was still good, I mean really good (for those who know what I mean).

After a further 15 minutes, I was sitting at the bar freshly showered.  Yep! hadn’t cost all that much. Don’t ask me, I think it had cost around 10 dollars. You can’t get a cheaper shag in a decent place in Sihanouk Ville anywhere else.

I returned to the place one day later, in the meantime I had checked my bitch out of the hotel, I noticed this Thai… She wasn’t the youngest any more either, and sort of, how should I say, extrovert. She kept on telling me how shy she is, and at the most, a vodka could change things for the better, or maybe two vodkas. OK, she downed the five!!! vodkas in record time, which were just enough to make the regulations clear: Long time, shaved fanny, loads of blowjobs, a shot in the gob, and the rest!

In the hotel, she even alienated my razor as agreed upon. A smooth bare fanny looks a lot better, or what do you think? The subsequent blowjob was just average, what had I expected… A Thai in Cambodia, is that what one wants… I would have been able to find a similar artist in Pattaya, Bangkok, or on the island at any time at all… That on every corner. I could have tried it here with a Khmer or Viet, would have been no problem.

My penalty, The blowjob was ok, the screw, yea well, the trouble was that she kept on waffling on about me being able to buy her a mobile, yes; she really did want me to buy her a mobile phone. She wasn’t just testing (what won’t we forgive if the ladies take NO for an answer). The trouble was that she made this topic the topic of the evening. Such things normally ruin my shot, but luckily not this evening… As promised, she got her shot in the gob, see the photo, I didn’t know that spunk could make one look so ugly… Of course, I checked her out straight away afterwards, which was coupled with a reduction of wages. By the way, I went back to the POCOLOCO with her, because I had something to discuss there, hadn’t been planned, but the unexpected comes often…

So, the one wanted a motorbike, the other a mobile, do I really look that stupid?